Winter Beauty
My husband and I were leaving the house a few weeks ago when I noticed my Camilla at the end of the porch blooming its heart out. My best friend gave it to my husband on his birthday eight or nine years ago. I love Camillas for their obvious beauty, but also for arriving on the scene when we need them most – when spring is still only a whisper in the heart.
Foggy Morning
Beige Sand
Autumn Joy
Goodbye July
Manteo, N.C.
When we visit the Outer Banks, we usually spend one afternoon in the small town of Manteo before it’s time to go home. It’s only a few miles from the beach. It has a few restaurants and some shops, just enough to fritter away an afternoon.
During our stay in the Outer Banks in May, we had lunch at the Full Moon Cafe in Manteo, N.C. I had the crab quiche and a salad. It was delicious. I’ve forgotten what Herm ordered, but I know he liked it because he wasn’t inclined to share. That’s a lie. I just enjoy maligning him. He usually offers me a taste.
It was a gorgeous day and we sat outside under these cheerfully red umbrellas.
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This was the view from our table. I refuse to use the words picturesque, charming and quaint, but you get the drift. Manteo is a lovely way to spend a few hours.
If you visit the Outer Banks, don’t overlook this pretty, little town.
Matryoshka Dolls
One evening I was reading a blog, and the author wrote about her repetitive thoughts. She described them as matryoshka-like thoughts. It reminded me of the Russian nesting dolls that my best friend had when we were children. I was fascinated by those dolls and coveted them. I wondered if the proper Russian name for them was matryoshka dolls. Of course, I knew someone who could tell me.
My daughter-in-law told me that matryoshka dolls and nesting dolls were the same thing. She asked me what made me think of that. I told her how my friend had them and I always wanted them. So guess what my birthday gift was this year, but of course, the real gift is a thoughtful DIL. Thank you!
Do you see why I love these? Are they enchanting or what?
~Can you believe how tiny they are. I didn’t even realize the smallest ones were there at first. Then Madina told me there were ten. TEN. See the itsy bitsy one on the very end. She’s Mama’s favorite. Thank you Madina and Brandon and Ava and Shay.
Read more about the history of matryoshka dolls.
Raindrops on Hosta
This giant hosta grows at my front door. I don’t know its official name, so I call it the giant hosta that grows at my front door. Anyway, it’s the most beautiful thing when it rains. The raindrops look like tiny beads of crystal, and when the sun hits it, it puts on quite a show. It’s one of those simple things that brings lots of pleasure.
snapped on 5-16-2011
Shake it up, Baby!
A section of siding along the porch was warped by the heat from the grill when it was in use too close to the house. A fix-it guy replaced the siding with it yesterday. The pounding on the outside of the the office wall was deafening and this was the result. The inside of my head looks much the same.





















